Zhou Ping'an smiled and asked. From Tang Tang's words, it was evident—not only was he growing, but those around him were continuously evolving as well. They were no longer the same fresh graduates, brimming with youthful passion, recklessly charging ahead without considering the consequences.
She now understood that selfish desires and grand ideals were two sides of the same coin—the principle that only by loving oneself could one better love others.
Tang Tang pondered briefly and sighed: "If only we could distinguish between friend and foe, set permissions for imparting cultivation techniques, and control the speed of cultivation, then it would be perfect."
As she spoke, she couldn't help but shake her head.
Since ancient times, human hearts have been hard to gauge, and the ways of the world as cold as frost.
It's almost impossible to discern someone's true intentions. Without the test of time, who could say whether the other person was human or ghost?
